Is it even possible to feel hopeful?
As I face the demons of unrealized dreams squarely, it occurs to me that they are just that – unrealized dreams. Nothing more. Should this loss be so traumatic that I should feel hopeless? Is it even possible to feel hopeful?
Adding to my personal loss, the stress of living in a world where tens of thousands rally around banners of hate, my heart aches for those who are facing loss caused by these monsters of society. Is it even possible to feel hopeful?
Yes, it is. I sit calmly with hope in my inner being. Not because I refuse to face the turmoil of loss, but because I have a faith that goes beyond today.
When I first lost mobility and the resulting loss of dreams, I was frustrated at how little I could do and how little I felt understood. It was overwhelming; not only was the world’s situation hopeless, but my medical team held out no hope to me, as well.
Over time, it occurred to me that I needed to examine my thoughts, challenge my mindset, and make decisions that provided me with a clear vision. My struggles would serve me and others. Each challenge would work a deeper truth within me and, as a result, carry the potential of life-giving gifts to those around me.
Hope keeps me going through my darkest times. As I encounter challenges, I have the option to face my tribulation with faith. In truth, the greatest moments are those when I have suffered with purpose. For suffering produces patience, and patience develops character. As character matures, hope emerges.
“To live without Hope is to cease to live” ~Fyodor Dostoevsky